After I came out of a concert by Gathering Time, the opening lyric of the song Train Coming (by Glen Roethel of Gathering Time)kept going thru my head & wouldn't stop--
There's a train, there's a train coming;
there's a train, there's a train coming;
there's a train, there's a train coming;
coming down to carry me home.

After a while, it did stop, but it was replaced by --
There's a brain, there's a brain draining;
there's a brain, there's a brain draining;
there's a brain, there's a brain draining;
it's time to come & carry me home.

It was driving me nuts for a couple of months & then after the silliness of Purim I finally had a chance to clear my head by thinking of words that rhyme with brain & train::, with the following result:

There's a crane, there's a crane flying -------------
Coming for to escort me home.

There's a drain, there's a drain leaking-------------
Water's gonna saturate my home.

There's some grain, there's some grain growing---------
Harvest's gonna feed me in my home.

There's a main, there's a main breaking--------------
Infrastructure's become a pool in my home.

The terrain, the terrain's changing---------------
Flood's gonna carry away my home.

This refrain, this refrain is inane---------------
It came here to drive me insane.

I submitted the above to Gathering Time & Glen responded that he actually liked it & he thought I planted a seed or perhaps a weed.
That triggeered the banging in my head again.

There's a seed, there's a seed growing----------
Hope it's not followed by a weed.

It is decreed, that a weed's coming-----------
Invading the garden of my home.

It is the creed, it is the creed of a weed------------
To follow the path of the seed.

Oy, enough already!!

Thanks for indulging me by letting me vent.

Regards.
Fay Zeller